Wednesday, April 09, 2014

anima

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like a wild horizon
serengeti…wild windswept
grass….
our souls…our egos
hiding….stalking
alert
…hearts pounding
fear….the bongo beat
of this land(e)scape
…..fear
rules the jungle
ears perked
….ready to run
head down…
ready to pounce
…ready
to sink teeth into 
your neck
…until you submit
completely
..to soothe my hunger
I don’t want to
…..sta
rve

(ever notice..how
animal parents abandon their young
as soon as they can walk on their own…
….they cannot bear the shame..)

my antelope ego…
..so afraid
running
…running
endless running

I live..
because
I’m afraid
…to die

and they sit there
in their plush chairs
…watching me on giant
Imax screens
and James Earl Jones
is…telling my story
…and it hurts
because I’m right there
in the audience
..and theres no where
to run
…and no one
to tear apart
in the sterile silence

and suddenly
the giant screen..rips open
and the serengeti comes aLIVE
…and the animals are running
everyones running
….for their friggin lives
and I’m in my element
in ways…
no one can understand

fear rules the anima
once again

war..love….life
money…luxury…fame
Its all
FEAR

under all the suits..and smiles
the beauty….and the lipstick
..the ties..and ropes
the buildings and spires
cocky in the sky
….
lies….the serengeti
of anima

you and me
stalking
each other
in the
…tall grass








3 Comments:

Anonymous Theonlywayiknow said...

Gorgeous

April 20, 2014 4:42 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think this would be more powerful I ended after the "my antelope alter ego" part ended.

August 27, 2014 8:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Leah*

August 27, 2014 8:38 PM  

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